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It's a little known fact but kids don't explode at the very sight of a sex joke and depending on where they are in puberty they might not only seek them out but make them themselves
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Recently, there seemed to be something brewing in the mind of Joachim.
“Greetings, Puppet. I hope your sleep was peaceful”
“Puppet, over here. Follow me now. There’s much to do today, and I don’t appreciate slackers.”
“Ugh, you foolish Puppet. How should I drill this into your head?”
Sandrone had not changed her way of addressing them.
It bothered Joachim a lot more than they had initially thought. The more they were referred to as anything “puppet” related, they would feel the annoyance in their stomach each passing day.
They thought that at some point they would get used to it, from all the misnomers they had acquired from the Akademiya. From “holier-than-thou scholar” to “heartless asshole,” none of them had the same sting as the name that Sandrone used to call them over. It didn’t help that Sandrone would only call them over to her, like some animal or servant.
“Little Puppet, I want your opinion on this issue- !”
Slam.
“Puppet!? What is the meaning of-”
“...’m not.”
Sandrone, alone and without an assisting puppet, had dropped a stack of papers in shock. The sight of her puppetless left her extremely vulnerable.
Ahhh, so small, yet with eyes so vicious… Joachim wanted nothing more but to devour the sight of the small woman in front of them. A dryness in their throat, a parched mind with hunger rotting their brain.
“... I’m not a puppet, Lady Sandrone.”
Sandrone crosses her arms, looking up and unimpressed at Joachim’s blank stare.
“At least look at me if you’re going to pull something like, Puppet.”
Joachim stares down at her, wordless.
“...Ugh. Fine, then. Foolish Jo-Joachim.”
The sight of Joachim smiling so gently scared her more than their blank, empty stare.
“I like how that sounded. Thank you, Lady Sandrone.” They stand back, releasing the tension between them, Sandrone, and the wall.
“Please keep calling me that. I believe this next step in our relationship will cause it to bloom beautifully.”
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